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・・・】 God: E'na
・・・】 God Slayer: @Ataraxy
・・・】 OOC: Thread


E'na crashes through the city of Avylon searching for her enemy. The people flee while the Zodiac Knights make attempts to slow the God down. Her zealous vigor keeps her afloat; she flies through the streets, the holy light emanating off her form boiling hot and blinding. 

   
         
     

 

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Lilith

It wasn’t so much that Lilith found herself itching for a fight—she rarely got much thrill from physical altercations in any case—but that there was an urging in her mind to obtain some form of vengeance. Not for her or hers, but for the new voice intermingling with the Lunar Daughters that bounced around her mind. 

Asteria. The daughter of a Titan and once beloved figure whose spirit turned malevolent enough to bestow such extraordinarily powerful energy to her crown, now sitting snugly upon Lilith’s head. 

Her once holy and divine power had become something just as dark and corrupt as Lilith’s own. And the one who had betrayed Asteria, the one who had set her up to fall, whose conspiring with mortals had inevitably led to her murder, was once again walking the land of Nehalen. The urge Lilith resisted was on par with the Soul Stone’s pressure, a deep, ancient need which has a need to be fulfilled. 

Edited by Ataraxy

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Lilith

“Get her! Use my power to eradicate her existence,” Asteria said, using the crown’s power to float next to Lilith in an incorporeal form that can only be seen by the one wearing the crown. 

Red eyes landed on the cursed ghost, the mere strength of the glare was enough to silence Asteria. It was a silent command. An order from a master to a servant. It wasn’t something Asteria was used to, Lilith knew, but the goddess was dead. She had no lone power and thus was subservient to Lilith’s whim. Just like the other voices in her head. If she wanted to keep what sanity was left, her only choice was to exert total dominance over the voices. A task of increasing difficulty ever since she’d razed a good portion of Nu Martyr to the ground. 

However, testing her newly obtained abilities against a modern goddess was, in fact, rather appealing. The one thing Lilith had always wanted more than anything was power. And then she got it. But that power was relative to the mortals and immortals who walk Valucre. She’d never actually fought a god before. 

It would certainly change the scale. 

Lilith turned to look at Asteria. “Lead the way.”

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E'na the Glorifier

Impossible. How could she be alive? E’na herself had been there when the mortals had torn apart Asteria’s body. She had gone out of her way to remove Asteria’s celestial defense so that mortals could kill her so. Everything had gone as planned. 

Or so she’d been led to believe for centuries.

Damn her. Asteria had always been a clever goddess. Not the most powerful of body but her strength of will and mind had been a threat to E’na and the Titans. Her supposed favor with the All-father had also been worrying. Since the first time she’d met Asteria, E’na had sensed something dark within the goddess. 

She just hadn’t believed it was her death which would awaken it. E’na had believed herself lucky in that while the power was awakened, it was locked away in a relic too powerful for most to even tough, much less wield. 

Judging from the approaching presence of that very same goddess, perhaps she’d been wrong. No, she’d definitely been wrong. The only question was wrong about what? About Asteria’s death? Or about Valucre lacking a person powerful enough to withstand that crown’s power enough to use it?

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Lilith


Anger rolled off the rampaging goddess like a ragged cliff during high tide; ferocious and eternal. A Zodiac Knight leaped forward, sword at the ready, with apparent intent to cut an arm off the goddess. Even for Lilith the goddess' response was hard to catch, it's speed passing that of the mortal capacity. A single hand flew outward with such strength that it didn't knock the Zodiac Knight flying backward, no, it eviscerated him on the spot. The force of her movement crushed every inch of the Knight back into a molecular form. 

It reminded Lilith of the Peacekeeper she'd fought in Casper. The priest. As it were, those with the most cruel methods of annihilating their enemies tended to be religious. Despite her callous nature, the irony of that situation was not lost on Lilith. 

"So you didn't die after all," E'na snarled their way, almost spitting the mortal sounds already thick in an unknown accent. "For such a heathen-like existence as yourself to continue living among the All-Father's creation, it's simply disgusting." A sword was held and pointed toward Lilith. "And you, witch, dare to carry divinity upon you like an object? Prostrate yourself before me and perhaps I'll spare your life." 

Lilith just laughed. Not her usual, albeit rare laugh, but one as cold and cruel as a rusted sword slicing ragged lines through the neck of an animal. "You should have stayed in your world, goddess."

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Jasper


"FWEET!" The air curled in to a near ear-piercing whistle. Stage right, from between an alley, Jasper pushed a bare hand off the corner of the building as he emerged from the shadows. Sneak attacks just weren't his style. Besides, by the way the goddess reacted to the bounding Zodiac Knight, it wouldn't have had a good chance to work.

This attack on the city, to Jasper, came as a surprise and so he wore no armor. Instead he was dressed in the attire of a man who was casually running errands. Slacks, unbuttoned overcoat, vest, and tie---all black. His white button-up dress shirt contrasted beneath the dark uniformed color, as his body's feature did. His skin was a diluted, light peach, His hair was the same as the peak of winter's season in the high mountains, a snow white. Between some of the loose floating strands of that hair, ruby red eyes nearly glowed, shining bright against the light of the levitating goddess E'na and gained the illusion of bellowing fires in them as his attention darted around, reflecting the light at different angles.

People fled for their lives while others lingered as they considered their chances against an ultimate being. Some people ran away as fast as their legs could carry them. Others considered bravery, like the obliterated Zodiac Knight, but ultimately remained hiding as the fear left them in a frozen state. Jasper did not judge any of these people as this goddess was a living embodiment of a natural disaster, a tidal wave crashing through the streets causing destruction and death. Jasper, however, would not be discouraged. With bravery and courage, he chose to pick up his sword, the claymore he carried in one hand, low at his side, and quickly intruded in to the proximity of battle.

"You have me on your side, woman. Let's dispose of this trash." Upon taking his last step to make his stand beside Lilith, Jasper stomped his weight and strength of his leg into the ground, kicking up dust and making a thud. "I am Jasper! Goddess, you don't belong here. Away with you or you will be slayed!" Jasper grinned as he raised the hilt of his large sword up to his shoulder and took a firm grip with both hands now, the tip of the blade pointing up to the sky. There was no way, he thought, this goddess would leave. She would be too proud, insulted, and undoubtedly lash out.

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En'a felt her eyelids drop ever so slightly, narrowing her vision to the two combatants. A woman, a man, and a fallen goddess's ghost. She snorted, the derision in her scoff drenched with malicious intent as she willed a pair of silver swords to materialized before her.

"You believe yourselves powerful? It seems arrogance has eaten away the pathetic amount of intelligence you mortals had in the last hundred years. Perhaps, in the future, I shall appear more often to cleanse your kind of such... Heretical ideas."

The one named Jasper wieded a rather sizable sword, a claymore, E'na suspected, whereas the woman also carried a particular large sword though shaped differently. On the other hand, her own swords were around the length of her arms and so thin they vanished if one were to look at them from the side. However, both were sharp as divinity would allow, leaving nearly nothing in the mortal world able to withstand it's sharpness. 

Grabbing both swords from the air, E'na swiftly crossed them and uncrossed them. She moved at a speed beyond mortals, at a speed so incredibly fast it was as if she'd made both actions simultaneously. A thin slice of magic launched itself at Jasper and another at Lilith, both magics bursting with divine energy and able to cut either opponent with ease. 

To think they believed themselves stronger than a divine being. Killing intent rolled off E'na like an angry storm, pressure those trying to escape with an enormous increase of gravitational pressure. 

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Jasper

E'na wasn't wrong, being divine and beyond human limitations. A destructive, chaotic goddess in physical form but, perhaps, beyond her realm of supremacy. If somehow this was the beginning of the end, why not be among the first respondents who inevitably died but died courageously? There were many strange occurrences in this world... maybe, just maybe, this could be one of those times when something crazy was going down and Jasper just so happened to be there. What if he lived? What if he turned out to be the hero? Just imagining his name echoing across the realm - Jasper Shioiji the God-slayer - the recognition alone would open a path to a bright, rich future. Did that only mean wealth? Absolutely not. Without a doubt, it was adventure time.

Perception of E'na's fluid movements was key, Jasper's eyebrows reflexively twitching up then beginning to stretch down over his eyes as E'na's arms uncrossed and hurled sharp magic projectiles at both Jasper and Lilith without any further hesitation. Just as suddenly, a squally wind burst up from around Jasper's feet, driving his body in a tall, high arch which would land him in E'na's proximity. At his highest point and at the beginning of his decent, Jasper chucked his sword at E'na, making the blade spin rapidly and scream through the air as it progressed closer to impaling the goddess's head.

Edited by Casanova

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Choose the image that most appeals to you, don't overthink!En'a

Jasper's sword bounced uselessly of En'a's physical manifestation. She looked at the young mortal, irritation and cold amusement clear in her eyes. She wanted to laugh for the first time in thousands of years. A mortal thought he'd take her town with a long piece of metal? HA!

Meanwhile, the other... being, the one who smelt of death, batted En'a attack off with a mere swat of the black gauntlet the woman wore. En'a had initially believed she was fighting two mortals, but the woman of death before her, after a second look, was clearly not. En'a frowned. Had she not been restricted to her physical form, En'a had no doubt she'd vanquish both her opponents in moments. Unfortunately, then she would no longer be able to remain in the mortal plane. And, in her current form, the non-human being before her was potentially dangerous. Even the mortal could prove a surprising worth. 

 Facing her palms to the ground, a black fog burst forth from them. "If you can survive this, mortal, perhaps I won't utterly annihilate you for throwing such trash at me."

Quick and without a moment in-between the dark smoke covered the entire arena. As if truly walking into a the home of a divine, En'a controlled the environment. All senses were blocked within the smoke. Sight. Hearing. Touch. Smell. Even taste was smothered. 

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Lilith

The magic projectile hadn't been much and Lilith doubted En'a had intended it to be more than a test. Still, however, Lilith was quickly becoming annoyed at the parlor tricks. First, En'a merely tests her with a pathetic attack and then she attempts to suffocate her? Blind her? Mortal bandits had proven to be more entertaining prey. 

"Are you sure she's a goddess?" Lilith asked, directing her gaze to where Asteria's soul had hovered. Despite En'a black smoke blocking her five senses, Asteria was an entity no longer on this place of existence. She was part of Lilith's crown and the crown was not intertwined with Lilith. So the smoke wasn't stop them from communicating. 

"A Renovation Goddess, yes," Asteria answered. Lilith just snorted. 

"If En'a is truly a goddess of divinity, then Zengi must have been the king of gods." Lilith paused, her gaze resting on where Asteria would be. "More than likely, you, En'a, and all of your kin are simply above average beings. False gods relied upon during harsh times. I doubt the lot of you stand at the epitome of power."

That was the moment that a fist came down upon Lilith out of the darkness, slamming down powerfully into her gut. An instant before the fist hit, her since of touch was returned, just in time to feel the pain explode within her abdomen and for the subsequent sharp jabs down her back as pieces of concrete where she landed attempted to break skin.

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Lilith

The ancestral lunar daughter voices cackled in the deepest parts of Lilith's mind. An eerie metallic screeching sound that did nothing to help the throbbing pain of her distorted abdomen. However, by the time Lilith reclaimed her footing, her body had healed to a near mint condition. This time, Lilith smiled into the black fog and laughed. Beckoning En'a to charge at her again with a lazy hand wave. 

"Is that depth of your power, oh goddess?" she mocked, brushing off a bit of dirt that'd clouded onto her torn shirt. "I know a child who can hit harder than that."

With a scream soaked in venomous intent, En'a charged at Lilith. Rather than hitting Lilith, however, En'a fist cut through Lilith's body like a knife in hot butter. Instead of crying out in pain, Lilith's laughter started to echo from various spots in the darkness and the body En'a had punctured collapsed. Rather than Lilith's body, En'a had destroyed the corpse of an unfortunate civilian who'd died during her earlier tirade. 

"How is it that I see better than you in your own magic, En'a?" Lilith continued to taunt, strutting around in the absolute darkness like it was nothing. After all, her Genesari soul stone allowed her to see En'a's life force as clearly as day, regardless of what the alleged goddess did to cover Lilith's senses. Like a whisper of wind, Lilith launched her own attacks; a bright white light exploded from the lunar daughter that blew away the dark fog and exposed En'a to the full wrath of the Commander. 

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Viktor Silverbow placed his hands together waiting for a scout to inform him that they had found her. He had been chasing her for some time but always seem to miss her ever so slightly. For three years he had chased her from location to location and each time he got closer to his prize it was always some miscalculation on his part that made him punish and kill many of his underlings in anger. but finally he would meet her face to face as he will not fail. He quickly put on his new piece of armor that covered his face completely leaving his features hidden. Those looking at him will see nothing of a dark abyss. The sword at his side was a family heirloom passed down from his father even though he was not the eldest his father saw something in him. A passion and desire for power and to control the shadows themselves. All of his brothers to some decree could but he had mastered it. Was able to manipulate it to do his bidding like he was going to do now. With a clenched hand he stood up and a portal opened and he stepped though

It was not long before he appeared in the location his scout told him he would find her. Taking in the darkness which made him feel at home he heard a scream that was like music to his ears. It seems he might just be in time or rather a little to late to see her in action. Oh well beggars can not be choosers after all as the saying goes. Luckily for him he knew the woman's name although he had doubts at first it was really hers. Still what harm could happen if he called out the name he got.

" Ah I finally found you Lilith after all of these years " He said in dark voice almost in a whisper but loud enough for hopefully those around to hear him.  " It is about time we meet face to face " 

@Ataraxy

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A voice rang in the near distance just as Lilith buried her first in En'a face and sent the war goddess spiraling backward. Golden, divine blood spluttered from the goddess' physical form; a bright contrast to the true black of Lilith's gauntlet. Like a puppet on strings, however, the goddess' body rose back to its feet in a discombobulated manner. En'a's face contorted in a pure and raw form of hatred. Of anger and rage. 

While the goddess raged at being pushed out by a mortal, destroying nearby buildings and killing the mortal stragglers, Lilith turned to the mortal who'd spoken to her. She took a moment to look him over and, though his energy origin seemed vaguely familiar, as if she'd felt it in the distance before, she had no idea who he was. Which didn't mean she hadn't actually met him before. Mortals all blended together in her eyes. Not much point in bothering to distinguish them. But this being was utterly cloaked in shadows. Not darkness, but shadows. Even she could discern the features behind the shadowed mask he wore. Mortals and their magic never failed to provide interesting scenarios. 

"Who are you." Though a question, it was said as a statement. She may as well have ordered his identity. But before she could say more or hear Viktor's response, various molecular-sized bombs were set off around them causing massive explosions and damage to nearby areas. Through the explosion, En'a leaped at Lilith, thin, razor sharp sword slicing toward the Marzanna's neck. Deathbringer screamed in excitement as Lilith lifted up the cursed blade, letting it clash against the goddess' blade in an eerie metallic meeting. 

Edited by Ataraxy

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Viktor silverbow watched the battle with fascination. The other woman that was fighting Lilith was at this point not even putting up a good fight getting punched in the face that pushed the woman backwards. It was like watching two siblings fight with one being older and the other younger. It reminded him of the legends of the lords of shadow who would fight each other daily in order to make themselves stronger until one overcame the others and declared himself the alpha brother. Legend goes that these battles would go on for months at a time and to this day it is why. His thoughts were interrupted at first by Lilith's question and then by the explosions happening around them. But as he turned to face the woman fighting he saw to his amusement that the other woman did not want to give up and instead charged at Lilith and now the blades of both women clashed together.

“Who I am is not important, Only that you have the one thing I desire most, and what others crave but can never have because they are weak ,and the weak deserve to die while the strong live on for only the strong are worthy of living.“ he replied as he looked for a way to get Lilith out safely before more explosions happened. A part of him felt he should charge in and help but he did not know what the other woman was capable of or who she was to begin with and he did not want to interfere in the fight. Instead he would look for a safe place to head towards to escape the explosion. If that was even possible given the current state of the area and what appeared to be bodies all around. And badly damaged buildings.

“ By the look of things we need to get out of here soon Lilith. I have doubts these buildings can withstand any more explosions like the ones we just felt. “ Viktor said softly looking around but keeping his hands folded waiting to see what would happen next. He was more interested in seeing just how powerful Lilith was then escaping right away. It was one thing to come to a scene after the fact and another to see it in person. Was this woman truly as powerful as one believed to be or was it more fiction than fact.

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ArtStation - Dark Paladin, Ben JuniuAh, he wishes to become a Paragon. A first generation, even, by being given the mark directly by me, Lilith thought. It had been a while since anyone had come to her for a mark. Most Paragons these days became such through lower generations. It wasn't as if she had the time to give marks personally to hundreds of thousands of mortals.

“By the look of things we need to get out of here soon Lilith. I have doubts these buildings can withstand any more explosions like the ones we just felt.“ [Viktor]

"Run?" she asked, a genuine curiosity in her voice. "I have no need escape from this false-god." The last syllable of god was emphasized by the sound of bones shattering as Lilith's blade slammed its flat side against En'a. En'a's blade bit deep into Lilith's arm; however, the moon had already started to rise and, with it, lunar energy had begun to flood into Lilith. The slice healed up in seconds, leaving no evidence that anything had happened but for the furious look staining the false-goddess' features. 

With a roar, hundreds of black spheres took shape in the air around them. Power hummed within them, each with the power to vaporize hundreds of lives with nothing but a touch. 

Even with her regenerative abilities, En'a had the power to reduce Lilith to such a state it would require a great long while to regenerate everything. It was annoying, really, that En'a did not have a soul. If she did, Lilith could use her Soul Stone to simply wipe it from existence. 

As the black spheres launched toward her and the surroundings, Lilith's body collapsed into a black smoke that soared into the clouds faster than En'a's spheres could touch the ground she'd been on. A minute or so later, Lilith stood not a mile in the distance from En'a with a similarily annoyed expression.

Everything within that three-quarter mile radius of En'a had been completely annihilated. All that was left was a bomb-like crater with only En'a in the middle. 

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